“Nay, they never shall.” His lips tightened to a thin line. “They shall never see the anguish I suffer, the decisions I agonize over for the betterment of the kingdom. You understand now why I need someone at my side, not another Wolsey, but someone to whom I can open my…my heart.”
“Oh, sire, I shall always be here for you,” she vowed, knowing her wedding vows wouldn't be any less heartfelt.
“Then sit beside my throne as my queen,” he urged, grasping her arms.
“Please let us wait until these other matters are solved,” she hedged, knowing she could push him off the edge at any moment. But still—this was so sudden!
“But are you now convinced of how badly I want you? I am willing to make you my queen, not a mere mistress. Amethyst, I want to make love to you.” His grasp on her arms tighte
